Torn*

This post might seem a bit like a Dear Diary, but don't be too alarmed, i won't post any of my crushes here!

I am so very in love with so many areas of my life, which i suppose is a good thing but it is a curse as well.

I love where i am now. I love Mike, the house, living together, etc etc. But i miss everyone in NH and Boston. Likewise when i was in NH, i missed everyone in Boston and Millbury and when i was in Boston i missed everyone in Millbury (i had not been to NH yet).

I just received a lovely phone call from my dear friends from Seriously Bent and they made me giggle, not blush (though considering the content of our conversation i should've been quite rouge), and ache for each and every one of them. Basically, to satisfy my need for them i am writing this, so i can get along with the rest of my day without being a total bitch and melancholy.

I think of those kids (quite a few older than i am) often. And for those of you who read this, they know more about me then anybody and being away from them kills me but i can't have both worlds. A world where i am with them everyday and where i am home. Though i could argue that home is with them. And so it is. I just have many homes.

So, know this readers around the world...i am absolutely in love with my friends in Boston. They know who they are.

* I am apologizing for the preceding angst.